Saturday, September 16, 2006

Morning dew

She reminds me of morning dew:
Clean, crisp, thick with a kalidascope of essences.
So much richness that I have difficulty breathing around her.
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Straight to hell

i have never seen such a perfect v line,
such a perfect neckline
that plunges straight down
down to her heavenly parts,
her wonderous parts that tempt me;
tempt me to lust, to imagine, to desire
to admire all that she has,
all that she possesses
i am able to see
oh that v, that trechuous damn v
is a path leading straight to hell.

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